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I still recall, as if it were a longago chapter of my life, the night I returned to our modest terraced

**Дневник.** Прилипла, как банный лист. Ты что ко мне привязалась? Я работаю, понятно?! Я, между прочим

Hold on a sec! piped up Jess, his voice bright as a morning tea. Your expartner not paying childsupport

Dear Diary, I was hurrying to a meeting when an elderly beggar shuffled up to me, and I froze as I caught

My name is Victor Harper, thirtyseven years old, and despite having achieved everything I ever wanted

Hold on a minute! the friend snapped, cheeks flushed with indignation. And your ex isnt paying child

Whats she doing with my son?! Margaret Thompson bustles around the kitchen, waiting for her son, whos

The bitter wind howled outside, rattling the shutters of the cottage as a barefoot, heavilypregnant woman

Тебе шестьдесят, какая работа? хохотнул зять, бросая ключи от машины на мой аккуратный порядок у входа.

Дневник, 12марта2024г. Тебе шестьдесят, какая работа? ухмыльнулся зять, бросая ключи от «Лады» на мой